E. Weatherly Richardson
Joined February 2021
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Winnie in the Fields
The basket dinged as Winnie dropped another onion into it and wiped her dirty brow. The readout showed fourteen more until she hit goal and could go sit in the shade for lunch. The soft purring behind her reminded her that the Helper Hob needed its motor cleaned before she checked it back in to avoid the same fine she got last week. It buzzed close like an eager fly around a carcass. Winnie reached down to grab another onion top, digging her hands into the cool earth, and noticed a shadow pass over her.
By E. Weatherly Richardson3 years ago in Futurism